"Dan... how are you..."
Xiao Liu, cradling an arm smashed like a Saqima, crawled forward with one leg like a bloody silkworm.
Tie Dan was riding on the charred corpse of the Commander. Although the flames on his body had gradually been extinguished by the Blood Jade Technique, he was still burned beyond recognition, looking like a piece of charred wood. If it weren't for his labored breathing, he'd be indistinguishable from a corpse.
"Hey! Dan'er! Hold on..."
Xiao Liu kept calling, and Tie Dan didn't turn back. He truly had no energy left, didn't want to move, just wanted to close his eyes and drift off into sleep...
"Pop."
"Hey kid! Quick, while it's fresh, put your leg back on! Regrowing bones hurts like hell!"
Suddenly, an old man's shout echoed in his mind, startling Tie Dan. He thought it was another henchman from the Demon Palace.
As he looked around, he only saw a fat-headed catfish that had somehow popped up, glaring at him from his shoulder.
